Chapter 21

“Well, at least this is more appropriate than the library,” Aster snarked as she walked past us. When she got to her dorm door, she turned and looked at Madison. “I’m going to put some music on, but could you please spare me the graphic details and at least try to keep it down?”

“Sure thing,” Madison said quickly.

I rolled my eyes, wanting to push back on the request, but honestly, that girl kind of scared me, and I didn’t want to waste the little time I had out here arguing.

When Madison opened the door to her dorm, I wrapped my arms around her hips, kissing her hard as I walked her in. Admittedly, it probably wasn’t my smartest move since I’d never been in her dorm before, so I had no idea where I was going, but once I was far enough in to clear the door, I kicked it shut.

Walking backward, Madison pulled me in until she hit the back of her bed. Then, she dragged me down and we crashed into her bedding. I stopped kissing for a second, admiring her sheets.

“Covey Crusher bedding? Are you a superfan?”

She rolled her eyes, turning her face to hide the pink in her cheeks. “My brother bought them for me as a joke.” She playfully pushed me, but she couldn’t move me. “Should have changed my sheets. I didn’t realize you’d be more interested in inspecting them than having me lying underneath you. Guess I’ll just have to do something a little more drastic.”

This time, when she pushed me off, I moved back so she could sit up and pull her sweatshirt off.

Her shirt was loose, but I could see her pert nipples through the thin fabric. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Fuck. What I wouldn’t give to suck on her perfect tits again. I was concentrating so hard on her breasts that it took me a few seconds to notice the emblem stretched across it.

North Central Hockey.

My brows crossed. Was that my shirt? Sure enough, a small number thirty was printed in the center.

Fuck.

She was wearing one of my high school shirts, and I growled in appreciation, remembering all those times I thought about her like that over the years. How, I wished it was me she was cheering for in the stands.

“Where’d you get this?”

I asked as I gently pushed her back onto the bed and rolled the fabric up. I didn’t want to take it off her because there were more things I wanted to do with her in it, but that didn’t mean I wanted to miss what was underneath.

She hummed lightly. “I may have swiped it from your room as a souvenir that night.”

I raised my brows in surprise. “Why would you do that? If you wanted a shirt, all you had to do was ask.”

“I guess I thought you were going to tell me it was one night.”

I was barely taking in her words, too enamored with the view before me. As suspected, Madison wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Without thinking, I bent down and swiped her nipple with my tongue, smiling when she gasped and arched her back into my touch.

“You mean.” Swipe. “To tell me.” Swipe. “That you’ve been wearing this shirt all day, when you weren’t even sure you’d see me?”

Her hands threaded through my hair, giving me no other option but to keep toying with her breasts. Her fingers pressed into my scalp as her body followed my moves. “What can I say? It smelled like you, so I thought I’d wear it.”

Letting out a low grumble of approval, I dropped my hips, so they connected with hers, and kissed her languidly. When things started to get too hot, I sat back on my haunches and pulled her jeans off, only to find out that she was wearing a tiny, purple G-string.

“You seriously didn’t think you’d see me?”

She shook her head with a smile on her face. I bit down on my bottom lip, taking her in. With her legs wide, and her chest heaving, she was better than I could ever imagine.

I dropped down, kissing her on the lips as I let my hand brush against the side of her body until I got to her hip, then I toyed with the string there, ready to go under.

“Na-uh,” she teased and pushed me down until my back was on the bed. Throwing a leg over mine, she straddled me, and a wry smile grew on her lips when she could feel my erection.

I gave her a look of warning. She didn’t heed it. She just smirked and worked her hips faster. With my shirt now draped over her beautiful body, and her center rubbing against my erection, I knew I wouldn’t last long.

“Madison, let’s stop.”

She wasn’t listening to me, but that wasn’t new for her. She knew what she wanted and she was ready to take it.

Gripping her hips, I stopped them from moving, forcing her attention back to me. Disappointed, she glanced down at me with flushed cheeks and red lips. Her eyes were dark, filled with a lust she couldn’t disguise. It was the sexiest I’d ever seen her. I pulled her down, kissing her, hoping that would satiate her appetite, but the longer we kissed, the more frantic her hands became and the more malleable I felt. Fuck it. Would coming in my pants really be that bad?

She was moving her hips again, so instead of stopping her, I clasped one of my hands on the back of her neck and held her in place, kissing her with all I had .

Madison whimpered into my mouth, and I felt her body shiver from the touch.

Damn. This was better than the first night, and I put it down to the fact that our relationship had grown since then. We’d been able to touch and talk in ways that made it feel less awkward and more real.

Her hands moved from my chest, and she dipped them lower until she was at the hem of my shirt. She drew her lips away from mine but stayed close enough that our noses were still touching.

“Can I?” she asked as her fingers tickled the edges of my shirt, only venturing under once I nodded.

I drew in a sharp breath when her nails skimmed across my skin as they traveled up my chest. When she pulled my shirt off and took me in, I couldn’t help but notice her face flush and her breathing quicken.

Was she nervous?

It sure felt like it.

Even though she was the one to suggest that we come here, I didn’t want to push her into anything she wasn’t ready for.

“Madison?” I didn’t get a response. Her eyes were just darting from side to side. Bringing my hand to her chin, I tipped it up to get her attention on me. “Look at me, Madison. We don’t have to do anything more, you know? We can just keep kissing or talking.”

Madison smiled faintly before shaking her head. “That’s not what I want. I wouldn’t have invited you up if I was having doubts.” Well, that was good to hear. She bit down on her bottom lip and as she fixated on the space between her thighs, I knew something was up, and it wasn’t just my dick. Finally, she confessed, “I guess I just can’t believe we’re here. Like this. I’ve been thinking about it for so long.”

I brought her closer to me, threading my arms under her shirt to pull it up and off. Skin to skin, the only thing blocking us from being completely naked were my sweats and her underwear.

“Madison. What’s wrong?” I brushed my nose against hers, feeling her breath fan across my face.

“I don’t want to be fudge bunnies,” she blurted out, pulling back.

“Fudge bunnies?”

“No,” she cried out, crushing her eyes shut as she leaned her head on my chest. I stroked her hair, waiting for her to get it out. “I can’t believe I just said that out loud.” Drawing her head back, she calmed herself before opening her eyes and looking at me. “What I wanted to say was that I’m all in with you. I’m ready to tell Cade about us because I want the entire world to know that you’re mine.”

I couldn’t help by smile, liking her possessiveness. Pushing a piece of her hair behind her ear, I kissed her before saying, “Believe me, I want to do the same.”

“Really? Then why haven’t we? We’ve been texting for days. We’ve already had sex. It’s not like we need to get to know each other. It feels like the last piece of the puzzle would be to tell my brother, so everyone else can know about us too.”

I shifted my body, taking hold of Madison and pulling her toward the headboard so I could relax against it since it felt like this might be a long conversation.

As she gnawed at her bottom lip, a rock formed in my stomach because she was so desperately beautiful. So hopeful and eager. I wanted to give her everything.

“I want you to be my boyfriend,” she said confidently. “I know you, Dash. You know me. You saw me on my worst day and threw a punch to make me feel better. You see me in ways no one else does. I feel like I do the same for you. I’ve known forever that you’re more than a one-night thing. Hell, I knew the night I suggested it that you were more than that, but I was desperate for you.” She swallowed, her eyes darting around my face as she gauged my reaction. “I want to be in the crowd rooting for you. I want to wear your jersey at every single game so everyone knows I’m yours. More importantly, I want you to be the one to peel that jersey off me when you get home. I want to be by your side when you want some peace and quiet. I want to be there when you’re frustrated and need to talk it out. I just want you. Every single part.”

She’d hardly taken a breath as she uttered all the words I’d only imagined she’d say, because that was exactly how I felt. Officially dating Madison Bright would certainly help to rid the guilt of hiding something so monumental from Cade, even if it meant I’d get a broken nose for it.

But the big question for me was, would it end in a broken nose? I deserved more than that. Especially after I’d heard the way he talked about people dating his sister. We’d been like brothers growing up and we’re supposed to be teammates beyond college. Would officially doing this ruin everything? Did I care?

No.

The reality of the situation was that Madison meant so much to me. I wanted her to be happy. No, scratch that. I wanted her to be happy with me. Cutting a look at Madison, I could see the same future she did, and it was something I wasn’t willing to give up.

“I want every single part of you too, and I want to tell Cade.”

“But.” She raised a brow because she thought she knew what was coming.

“But nothing. Your words sound like you’re serious, and I believe you.” I gave her another long, lingering kiss. One that may have involved me dipping my hand between the strings of her underwear so I could grip her ass and move her against me.

She looked wanton and delirious when I pulled away. “I want to tell your brother and get it out in the open. However…”

She groaned. “You do realize that however is just another way to say but?”

“Let me finish. However, I’d really like to take you on one date on Friday before we do it.”

“Why?”

“Because the minute everyone knows about us, I’m going to be monitored by every single member of the hockey team. I just want it to be you and me for a little bit. Not because I want us to be ‘fudge bunnies,’ but because I want to enjoy you for a little longer. I promise we’ll tell your brother after our date, but please let me just have a little alone time with you first.”

“You and me?” I nodded, and a small smile formed on her lips. “That sounds like a good idea.”

Her shoulders visibly relaxed, and that heady smile from earlier returned. “Well, you know it’s just you and me right now?”

I swallowed as I felt her fingers tickling up my arm. “It is.”

“So, there are a few more things I’d like to learn about you.” Her nails scraped down my chest, and I growled, squeezing her ass again, feeling like I was drunk on Madison.

“Do whatever the hell you want.”

She nodded, and I instantly regretted giving her free rein because she shimmied her hips down, so her ass was resting on the edges of my knees and her gaze fell straight to my crotch.

I knew what she was thinking, and I wasn’t sure she was entirely ready for it. Scratch that, I wasn’t sure I was entirely ready for it.

She dropped her hand to my sweats, right across my erection, causing me to cry out.

“Oh, no. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“You didn’t,” I said through a wince because, yeah, she was a little rough, but that didn’t mean I wanted her to stop. I placed my hand on top of hers, pushing her into my erection, showing her how I liked it. “Just keep doing what you think feels right.”

Watching me like it was an exam, she pulled my sweats down, all the way off, before tossing them across the room. I’d worry about where later since I couldn’t keep my eyes off her.

She bit back her smile as she took in my boxers before she ventured under the waistband, pulling the fabric down and setting my cock free.

My dick was standing at attention between us, and there was a moment of silence as she frowned down at it. “Oh…my…” She trailed off, staring at my cock like it was a science experiment. Seriously, with her brows furrowed, I almost felt like there was something wrong with it.

“Look at the size of that thing.” She scooted her butt a little forward, glared at my cock, and then at her stomach. “How did that not puncture a lung when you were inside me?”

I didn’t answer, too amused by her reaction. Then she flicked it and watched it bounce. Well, that was one way to clear my head enough to speak.

“Is this the first time you’ve seen a dick, Madison?”

“Up close and hard…yes. I told you that the other day, don’t you remember?” It was kind of hard to remember much when she was on my lap half-naked, inspecting my dick. She gave it another flick, clearly testing its…bounciness ?

“Yeah, but I guess I thought you would have at least passed a few bases in high school with…” It was my turn to trail off because merely thinking about Madison with Henry had completely ruined the mood.

She bit her bottom lip and shifted with a smile. “It’s only been you.” I wish I could say the same, but it wasn’t like I had a huge back catalogue of girls in my history. “Dash, can I, can I taste you?”

I swallowed because that got my dick springing to attention again. With big doe eyes, how was I supposed to say no to the girl I’d imagined doing this with multiple times?

Her shaky hand wrapped around my shaft, and I closed my eyes, because even though she was a little haphazard with it, it felt damn good. Madison’s nails grazed my skin ever so slightly, and I liked it.

“Is this the right way?” she asked before she started to move her hand up my shaft, giving it a little squeeze. In all honesty, Madison could breathe in my direction, and I’d be hard, so to have her like this was blowing my mind.

I wrapped my hand around hers and squeezed slightly, coaxing her to add a tiny bit more pressure. When she began to maintain a steady pace, I loosened my grip and closed my eyes. Her little hand felt so good around me, I didn’t want it to end.

My hips bucked suddenly when I felt her kiss the tip. Opening my eyes, I looked at her, shocked. “Shit, Madison. I wasn’t expecting that.”

“Do you want me to stop?” she asked. With her hand still holding me in place, she swiped her tongue across the slit, and I couldn’t breathe for all of two seconds.

“No. No. Please. Do. Not. Stop,” I said through labored breaths.

“Okay,” she said with a smile. Then, she opened her mouth and took me in. Fuck. This was the best moment of my life. Her tongue tickled against my shaft, and when it hit the back of her throat, I tried to pull out, but she gripped my cock tighter, keeping me in place while she flicked her tongue across the top.

Her lips looked perfect with my cock wrapped around them. Combine that with the fact that she was still wearing my shirt and I was so ready.

“Fuck,” I hissed. “I’m going to come if you don’t stop. Seeing you like this is better than I’d ever imagined. ”

Still holding my shaft, she popped my dick out of her mouth to say, “Oh yeah? Did you imagine it a lot?”

Her hand was pumping my cock, and I could barely get the words out because her tits were jiggling right along with the movement.

“Ye-Yes.”

“What did you imagine?”

Trust Madison to ask questions at the most inappropriate times. “This, but way less hot.” It took several labored breaths and a lot of focus to get those five words out, and thankfully, it seemed to satisfy her.

Licking her lips, she asked, “Do you like it when I suck your cock? Or is it the deep-throating that’s getting you off?”

Breathe in. Don’t come on her face. But imagine what it would look like?

Heat burned behind my eyes because I had no idea Madison was a dirty talker, or that I so badly wanted to see how far I could take it.

“It’s the best view in the world, baby.”

“Ugh, I swear I could come just from that,” she joked before bringing me back into her mouth. Moving faster, she dropped one hand to my balls and scratched her nails across them. All the while, her tongue was tickling the top of my shaft when she wasn’t deep-throating me.

Shaking, I threaded my fingers through her hair, grasping a clump of it so I could guide her to the right spot. She kept up with the unrelenting pace, and I was so close. “Madison, I’m going to come.” I gripped her hair, ready to pull her off me, so she didn’t have to take any of my cum, but she wouldn’t let me.

She just made a disgruntled noise and kept sucking. That was more than enough to make me see stars even though it was daylight. I couldn’t think because I was too lost in the way Madison made me feel.

She swallowed every last drop of me, and when she popped me out, she licked her lips clean of me. “Delicious,” she said, visibly swallowing.

It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.

I fell back onto the bed, and she crawled up beside me, trying to curl her body into mine. “That was the most amazing experience of my life,” I said, and she hummed, snuggling into me with a contented smile. Did she think we were done?

Rolling over, I encased her body with mine and kissed her. Then, sitting on my haunches, I took her in. “You’re beautiful.” Madison smiled but looked almost embarrassed by the admission. I couldn’t have that. I made a mental note to tell her she was beautiful every day I got the chance to from now on.

I toyed with the sides of her G-string, following the edge of the underwear all the way to the back, so I forced her to open her legs for me. Just a tiny piece of string was in the way of me having my fun, and I couldn’t wait to touch her.

Shivering with anticipation, she was catching her breath and I just watched, happy knowing that it was me doing it to her. Just as my fingers grazed the side of her panties, I dipped down and kissed her mid-thigh.

“Da-sh.” She could barely say my name, she was so lost in the feeling. I ignored her plea and kissed her all the way up her thigh until I reached the edge of her panties. She was right there, ready for me to taste, but I liked the idea of making her wait for it.

I backed up, letting my fingers tickle her knees, and when Madison realized what I was doing, she growled, pushed her hands through my hair, and pulled my face down until my nose skated across her center. She yelped when I pressed my nose down before lightly biting her panties.

“You like that?” I smiled, so tempted to lick her through the panties.

“Don’t be a pussy tease. Just touch me already.”

“As you wish.”

I picked up the edge of her underwear and shifted it to the side. Giving her no time to feel the cool air across her center, I kissed her clit. French kissing, to be precise. Licking, sucking, kissing. I was watching her body tremble, doing my best to coax out as much pleasure as I could from her.

With her hands still in my hair, she closed her eyes and squeaked out something inaudible. I was flicking my tongue quickly across her clit now, watching her try to hold back.

“Your tongue,” she panted out, scratching her nails across my scalp. Her legs were twitching, trying to shut, so I knew she was close.

Pushing her thighs down, I tickled her entrance with my index finger, causing her to lift her knees up and curl her toes. She was holding back, but I wouldn’t let her. When her eyes opened and she was watching me eat her out, I pushed my finger into her .

“Dash,” she breathed out. It was all it took before her pussy clenched around my finger, and her body convulsed. Her hips were pushing into me. Holding my finger in place, I let her ride out her orgasm while I gently lapped at her clit.

I might have just said that watching her give me a blowjob was the best experience of my life, but apparently, I was wrong. Watching her face while I made her come easily surpassed that.

When her legs fell to the bed and she was regaining her composure, I made my way to her, and lay next to her.

Finally, with wild hair and a satisfied smile, she looked at me.

“That was the best experience of my life.” I kissed her, skating my tongue across her lips before dipping it into her mouth, making sure she could taste herself on me. “I’m still hungry.”

Even in her delirious haze, her eyes nearly bugged out at the suggestion. “Um, what?”

I chuckled. “You tasted so good, I think I need seconds.”

“How can you still be hungry? You just ate me out like I was your last meal.”

“I’ll never lose my appetite for you.” I kissed her again and towered over her ready for another round. She gripped my hair, stopping me from venturing south.

“As much as I’d love to do that again, I need a break. It’s a little too sensitive down there, if you know what I mean.”

“I promise, the second one will feel even better.”

“Maybe, but let’s try it next time. You’ve got to go soon, right?” I nodded, for the first time in my life annoyed that I had a hockey game to get to. “Then, can you hold me for a little bit? Just until I’ve gotten over the epic orgasm you just gave me.”

“Sure.” I grinned, loving the fact that it was me that just made her feel that good.

Drawing her body into mine, I rested my chin on the top of her head, spooning her.

“I like this,” she said, almost shyly as her ass rubbed against my crotch.

“Madison. Don’t. That’s too tempting.”

She stopped, and I left a kiss on the top of her head, relaxing on the pillow as I held her close. This was perfect, and I had no intention of leaving.